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Wrapped in Love

Kelli over at "There's No Place Like Home" hosts a show and tell every Friday. Hop on over and see her special treasures along with links from others who participate in this fun little activity!

This Friday I wanted to share with you a little something that helps keep me warm on the cold Wisconsin days. Here lately it has been extreemly cold - (below zero). Each time before I go out into the blustery cold I put on my scarf, pull on my coat, zip up and then quickly slip on my mittens. I must say, that I really do stay pretty warm. I believe a lot of it has to do with my warm handmade scarf.

A dear elderly lady knitted me a beautiful scarf as a thank you gift. I absolutly love the yarn she chose to make the scarf. The black and white go perfectly with my black everyday coat, and also a lovely addition to my red dress coat that I wear on Sundays.

You can find yarn like this at most fabric stores and I am certain she purchased it with the help of one of her daughters who frequently takes her shopping and to the beauty shop. However, as common as the yarn is, my scarf is one of a kind and makes me think of her each time I put it on. My scarf is extremly long - it is so long that it extends past the end of my dining room table - even when my table has all the leaves in place! You see the dear lady whose hands lovingly made my scarf also suffers from dementia. She remembers pretty well her knitting stitches; but she forgot when to stop on the scarf. She just kept going!

So, when I get ready to go outside, I first fold my scarf in half and then wrap it around my neck. Even folded in half, it is long enough to reach my waist - it is also very warm with all the yarn inside of my coat. I would not want it any other way.

It is also a good reminder to pray for this lady and to keep her close to my thoughts. I would not want any other scarf to wrap around me during the winter. I am surrounded by love and memories each time I leave into the cold outside. Perhaps it is the loving way that she made me the scarf that keeps me so warm. It is hard to say.

How sweet! I fear my scarves are often too short due to lack of yarn. I do love the yarn she used. It is wonderful to have "sisters" that bless us! I know my secret prayer sister has certainly blessed me the last 2 months.

What a wonderful and thoughtful gift! Your scarf actually reminds me of one of my favorite sweaters that I actually had up 'til a month ago when I realized that it was a lot rattier than I'd supposed. ;o) I had it since sophmore year of high school, so it'd been with me for almost twelve years. Nuts to think!

As a military wife, we've lived all over. I have to say, I love the fact that as I sit in my shorts & T-shirt & bare feet, there are folks out there wearing scarves! Hopefully, my own scarves will get to stay packed away for awhile & we'll get to live in TX for a bit longer!

I just loved that story. What a sweet gift of love. It's so special that she is using what she does remember to minister to others. My mother-in-law is in the beginning stages of dementia, and it frightens me a bit, but this encourages me.

So wonderful is a gift madeby someones hands! I alsoreally enjoyed 'Happy BirthdayMom" post it was terrific! Ifonly my Mom would have theinternet I'd send it to hereven if it's not her Birthday!Just to let her know how I feelabout her always...

I loved your story, it reminded me of Rose that was my sister Millie's roommate at the extended care hospital for a year... she just passed away last month. Rose had Alzheimers, one day she just stopped eating. It was sad to watch her fade away.

I read a wonderful story recently about a family that extended love to a lonely, elderly neighbor who lived alone. They shared the gospel story with him, but he wanted nothing to do with Jesus. Eventually, he had to go to a nursing home due to dimentia. They kept visiting him, but he usually didn't even remember them. One day when they came to visit, the forgetfulness was gone. He said, "I was wondering when you'd come to visit." and asked to hear the gospel message. He gave his heart to Jesus and died soon after. They were so thankful God lifted his dimentia for a day so he could get saved before leaving this world.